You should never tell a psychopath they are a psychopath. It upsets them.
Man: Oh God. Oh God. Help me God.
Villanelle: Drive faster! This is your fault.
Man: No, I didn't see you. You jumped in front of my car. You really need an ambulance.
Villanelle: Want to explain to them how you ran over me on purpose?
Man: Oh, my God! God, help me!
Villanelle: How long till we get there?
Man: Er... maybe ten minutes.
Villanelle: Do you know how to dispose of a body?
Man: No!
Doctor: Everything is okay.
Villanelle: How long have I been here?
Doctor: Oh, you're not French? We couldn't find any I.D.
Villanelle: How long?
Doctor: A few hours.
Villanelle: What drugs have you given me?
Doctor: Er... painkillers. We had to clean you up, stitch your injury. We will start you on a course of antibiotics immediately.
Villanelle: How bad is it?
Doctor: Your wound is deep but it isn't penetrating any organs. With antibiotics and dressing, it should heal.
Villanelle: Has anyone come here? Anyone turned up here looking for me?
Doctor: I don't think so, no. You know, with an injury like this, I'm obliged to call the police.
Villanelle: I'm not safe.
Doctor: What do you mean?
Villanelle: The man who did this to me... My husband. He's a detective with the Police Judiciaire. If he knows I am here, he will kill me.
Doctor: I can ask the team to keep your admission off the records for your own safety. But when I get off my shift, the next consultant may feel differently. I'm sorry.
Villanelle: When does your shift end?
Doctor: This evening.
Villanelle: Can I have one?
Doctor: Oh, they are normally reserved for the children.
Villanelle: Oh, stickers!
Villanelle: What are these?
Gabriel: What are you doing?
Villanelle: Nothing.
Gabriel: You should take them.
Villanelle: No. I'd rather not.
Gabriel: Why not?
Villanelle: They make my head spin and I can't walk until they wear off.
Gabriel: Why do you need to walk?
Villanelle: Because I'm being chased by some bad people. And I need to go and visit my girlfriend in London. Hey, do you speak English?
Gabriel: A little.
Villanelle: What is your name?
Gabriel: Gabriel.
Villanelle: What happened to you, Gabriel?
Gabriel: Car accident.
Villanelle: Did it break your bones?
Gabriel: Yeah and they had to put skin from my leg onto my face.
Villanelle: That's gross.
Gabriel: What is yours?
Villanelle: Stab wound. It's really gooey.
Gabriel: No way! A man stabbed you?
Villanelle: A woman stabbed me.
Gabriel: Women don't stab.
Villanelle: I know. It surprised me too. But she did it to show me how much she cared about me.
Gabriel: That's stupid.
Villanelle: No, it isn't. Sometimes when you love someone, you will do crazy things.
Villanelle: Gabriel? Can you walk?
Gabriel: Yes, but it's painful. My hip has pins...
Villanelle: Great. Do you want to play a game?
Woman: Bonjour. Oh. What happened to your face, Doctor.?
Villanelle: I fell of a horse.
Woman: You must be the new consultant?
Villanelle: Yes.
Woman: Eveyone here seems younger than those before.
Villanelle: I'm not young as I look!
Woman: Do you have the results? Is that why you're here?
Villanelle: Yes. It's good news! Your husband's condition is improving.
Woman: Oh! Are you sure?
Villanelle: Mm-hm.
Woman: Oh! I'm sorry! I was expecting the worst. Thank you! Thank you! You're an angel!
Villanelle: Do you have any money, Gabriel?
Gabriel: No.
Villanelle: Do your parents have any money? Are they coming to visit today?
Gabriel: They died... in the accident.
Villanelle: That's not helpful to me, Gabriel.
Gabriel: You don't look very good.
Villanelle: I'm f...
Villanelle: What time is it?
Gabriel: Morning. You snore, you know.
Villanelle: Yeah, well, your parents are dead. Gabriel, do you have any clothes?
Gabriel: Er...yes, in there.
Villanelle: Sexy.
Gabriel: You can look if you want to.
Villanelle: What?
Gabriel: I said... you can look under my bandages if you want to. But you have to tell me how bad it is. They won't let me look.
Villanelle: Fine.
Gabriel: Ow!
Villanelle: Cool.
Gabriel: Is it bad? Tell me the truth. Please.
Villanelle: You sure?
Gabriel: Yes.
Villanelle: Yeah. It's... It's really bad. You look like a pizza.
Gabriel: What?
Villanelle: Whoa, wait. Did you lose an eye?
Gabriel: I'm a monster!
Villanelle: You asked me to be honest, Gabriel.
Gabriel: Are you going to London now?
Villanelle: Yeah.
Gabriel: To see your girlfriend? What if she stabs you again?
Villanelle: She won't.
Gabriel: How do you know?
Villanelle: I know her better now. I know her better than anyone. Better than she knows herself.
Villanelle: Never trust people on their looks, Gabriel. You can see scary people a mile away. It's the good people you have to worry about.
Gabriel: And do I look scary?
Villanelle: Your face, yeah.
Gabriel: Will it get better?
Villanelle: No, don't think so.
Gabriel: Thank you for telling me. No one will tell me the truth.
Villanelle: Come on, it will be cool. You can... get an eyepatch.
Gabriel: I don't want an eyepatch. I want to look the same as everyone else.
Villanelle: Don't be a drama queen.
Gabriel: I don't want people feeling sorry for me, staring at me. I hate it. I want to be normal.
Villanelle: Are you sure? Normal is boring. I'm not normal, you know.
Gabriel: But you look normal.
Villanelle: I know.
Gabriel: I wish I'd died in the car like everyone else. Would you want to spend your whole life like this?
Villanelle: No. No, I wouldn't. It would be shit.
(Villanelle breaks Gabriel's neck.)
Man: There's been an incident. No-one can leave while we wait for the police.
Villanelle: I've just had my test results... I... I need a moment alone. Please.
Man: Go on then. But stay near the door for your own safety.